Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang closed the door behind him after entering his room. Then, he just stood there in the mostly dark room. The small slit didn't let much light through.

Silence.

Shang just waited in silence.

At the moment, Shang's heart was beating rapidly as sweat ran down his body. A deep feeling of guilt was inside his heart.

He had acted coldhearted and brutal, but that didn't reflect the truth.

This was the first time after that fateful night that Shang had injured another person to such an extent.

Punching someone, breaking an arm, or similar things were still relatively normal to Shang. After all, he had been a fighter in his past life, and it was normal for fighters to get injured in a fight.

However, what he had done out there was not normal for a fighter.

Shang might be in the body of a 15-year-old, but in his mind, he still viewed himself as a 23-year-old. So, when he looked at the other students, Shang didn't see people of his age but kids.

They were children.

Additionally, what would they have done to him? At most, they would have broken one or two bones and would have given him some bruises.

Shang had seen the ill-intent in their eyes, but Shang hadn't felt true maliciousness coming from them. They only wanted to beat him down to show their superiority.

They were just kids.

Yet, Shang had done horrible things to them. One of them had been close to death, while the other one went through unimaginable pain.

Shang had his reasons for acting this brutally, but it was still difficult.

On Earth, Shang would have gone to prison for his actions.

Yes, they had attacked him, and Shang had the right to defend himself, but that was it, defend.

arm and kicking him would have been enough. Shang's action of tearing his arm off had gone beyond

offense was

tried to attack Shang. Yes, he had given the

him down, thrown him away, or immobilized

out someone's jaw was

breath. 'With that display, fewer people will bother me in the future, and I won't have to do something like that again. The other students saw what happens when they try to attack me, and they won't try something like that

actions were right. It was

Shang took the skinning knife he had bought and

choice,' he

knife continued, Shang continued to repeat the same words to himself in his

when

saw blood dripping down from

his jaw, but it

that he had cut himself while shaving, and judging by

shaving. I should be more careful in the future,' Shang thought before washing

also washed his hands before leaving

building and

and the students were back

people were looking at Shang, and the few

like nothing had

something like that had happened on Earth, the people

world,

to the main building. Usually, warriors didn't really care about the time of the day. They mostly

clocks. Mages were often very busy, and they couldn't just

have

the definition of afternoon was different

position of the sun normally, but since this academy was very sophisticated and also included plenty

of the weekday beside the clock. The academy knew that warriors often forgot

lucky. The core lesson for the Caterpillar Class will start soon. I've been stuck on the techniques, and I need some feedback from one of the

bigger training fields. The core lesson for the Caterpillar Class took